Everytime I swallow I feel like an enormous pitch fork is running its rusty prongs up and down my throat. Cripes. Today I woke up, ate some frosted flakes (with extra sugar of course), did some homework (just to feel productive), and fell back asleep for 3 hours. I didn't shower for the day until five. Super. I love being sick. Probably my favorite thing. I'm pretty sure I look super classy. Be jealous. No make up, sweats, glasses. Doesn't get much better.
3 thoughts:
Amber...that pic is hilarious!!
Amber, my dear single friend at work, get feeling better!! And hope that we work together again soon!
i wish i looked like that when i got sick!
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